“You can thank me effectually enough,” replied the Colonel, “by
avoiding all such dangers in the future. And as for your second
question, all has been managed by the simplest means. I arranged this
afternoon with a celebrated detective. Secrecy has been promised and
paid for. Your own servants have been principally engaged in the
affair. The house in Box Court has been surrounded since nightfall, and
this, which is one of your own carriages, has been awaiting you for
nearly an hour.”
“And the miserable creature who was to have slain me—what of him?”
inquired the Prince.
“He was pinioned as he left the club,” replied the Colonel, “and now
awaits your sentence at the Palace, where he will soon be joined by his
accomplices.”
“Geraldine,” said the Prince, “you have saved me against my explicit
orders, and you have done well. I owe you not only my life, but a
lesson; and I should be unworthy of my rank if I did not show myself
grateful to my teacher. Let it be yours to choose the manner.”
There was a pause, during which the carriage continued to speed through
the streets, and the two men were each buried in his own reflections.
The silence was broken by Colonel Geraldine.
“Your Highness,” said he, “has by this time a considerable body of
prisoners. There is at least one criminal among the number to whom
justice should be dealt. Our oath forbids us all recourse to law; and
discretion would forbid it equally if the oath were loosened. May I
inquire your Highness’s intention?”
“It is decided,” answered Florizel; “the President must fall in duel.
It only remains to choose his adversary.”
“Your Highness has permitted me to name my own recompense,” said the
Colonel. “Will he permit me to ask the appointment of my brother? It is
an honourable post, but I dare assure your Highness that the lad will
acquit himself with credit.”
“You ask me an ungracious favour,” said the Prince, “but I must refuse
you nothing.”
The Colonel kissed his hand with the greatest affection; and at that
moment the carriage rolled under the archway of the Prince’s splendid
residence.
An hour after, Florizel in his official robes, and covered with all the
orders of Bohemia, received the members of the Suicide Club.
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